Rooster and I discovered a Mojave Rattlesnake in the yard near the chicken coop this morning (he was waiting for a nice, juicy gopher, I bet). We barked and barked until mom came to see what was up. Geoffrey hid in the house after his bite, he wants nothing to do with snakes EVER again.
Mom was wearing a towel because she had been in the shower (hee hee) and she pined down the snake with a leaf rake, then killed it. Rooster wanted to get it and run off with it once it was corralled, so mom had to toss it over the fence just to keep it away from the little pest!
That's number three this year.